It's almost indescribable... I have depression, and I am always sad. But when anyone offers me help, I decline them...
I guess it might just be because I can't picture myself being happy. I've felt like this for a long time; as if I belong sad, lonely and depressed.
Can someone relate? Can someone share?
P.S I try not to sleep, I don't know why either... I guess I just like to stay awake, the repetitive nightmares were just sickening me... (It's 1:13 AM and I'm 13)